Fluffy
is such a character, where to begin. For a small kitty who's
50% fur, she's packed with personality. She
never lost her temporary nick name, which although it's generic
& not very original, came to fit her just fine.

Fluffy
was born in a deep Hav-a-Hart cardboard box with
5 siblings to mama Moonpie.
She was the tiniest in the litter & had to struggle
to get
her
share
of nourishment.
Moonpie
was
still
quite
feral & it was tricky to help Fluffy get a good nursing position
without upsetting Moon. We started feeding Fluff soft canned
food early to help fill her tummy, which she would wolf down.
Maybe that influenced the voracious appetite she has today.

Fluff's
the only long-hair in the litter & was an extra-adorable
kitten. She didn't much like being held, preferring to play
& get rowdy, but she's become quite a lap cat. She's
still a scamp, always ready to play with a devilish glint
in her eye. She's always reaching
up if you are trying to eat or prepare food,
meowing loudly & persistently until you relent &
give her
a morsel. Her
meow is loud & creaky & insistent, unlike
her siblings, who squeak softly.

When
Fluffy's not causing mischief, she likes to curl up
in
your lap
or on
a cat
tree for a
long
snooze. She's definitely become super-cuddly, although
she's still rowdy as well.